Narcissus and Poison

Chapter 6) Desperate Situation

When Fernand went to his brother's bedroom with Sursena, the moonlight was perfectly dotted on the path lined with rose bushes-"path", as the name suggests, is narrow.In this magnificent palace, such a path is often only neglected.

Stepping on the corpses of layers of fallen leaves, there was a crisp sound of "click, click", as if the fallen leaves had exhausted their last bit of life force to arrange an elegy for themselves.

The king's unfavored eldest son was full of thoughts at this time; indeed, so was the other beside him.They both walked on in silence under their cloaks, and the occasional exchange was extremely dry; it had nothing to do with the purpose of their visit.So in the night when there was only the sound of the wind and the hooting of owls, the pair of companions exuded a very strange aura.

A small line of soldiers behind them, who didn't even dare to show their breath, looked at each other from time to time—they guessed that it was probably not a good thing for Prince Fernand to seek Augusta, maybe it was a threat?Could it be an assassination attempt? ...Impossible, why did you bring so many people there? ... What puzzled them most was that Fernan actually got so close to His Royal Highness Augusta's closest knight subordinates - this is extraordinary.

As for Fernand himself, it was because he was full of thoughts that he was more absent-minded about others than usual.He is tall, wearing a black cloak, long black hair that is not trimmed, beautiful but cruel black eyes, handsome but pale face, all of which make him look like an ancient mage who walked out of a mural—— his mind is full The kind of people who are full of dangerous and weird ideas.The soldiers feared him for no reason; perhaps it was human nature to feel the horror of their master. ...

Fernan knew what he was going to do.

He wants revenge.

He wants the throne.

He wants to destroy the reputation of a fine young man.

And this sad young man is his half-brother...

What his mother had suffered, he wanted to pay for in his beloved son, the culprit; the throne would be the most fitting compensation his unfeeling father could give him.

When the knight following the unsightly Astmelo came to find him and revealed this secret, Fernand only felt a twitch of ecstasy in his heart—my brother!Noble, clean Augusta! ... Well, maybe you're innocent; but what's better than ruining a succubi that's haunted you for twenty years?

Walking on the road at this moment, Fernan couldn't help pinching the corners of his clothes tightly with his hands, and his knuckles creaked.

"Here, Your Highness," Shursena said coldly, stopping in front of the gate of Augusta's bedroom.

The soldiers trembled all over, and then looked at each other: they had never seen Shursena so indifferent and serious.In the entire knight order and army, Shulsena was the same as his boss—the young Astmelo—in addition to being strict in his work, he was famously easy-going and considerate to his subordinates and colleagues.

At this moment, the young man's face was gloomy, and there was an indescribably dangerous playfulness in his eyes.This makes everyone feel strange.

The two conspirators stood side by side, each with his own mind.

Fernan narrowed his eyes slightly.

I really want to know, is he, the younger brother who is loved by thousands of people, more afraid of losing his rights, or more afraid of being ruined together with his beloved one-forget it, at this moment, these two fates are for the second son of the king. Words make no difference.

Fernand stepped forward without answering.The face facing away from everyone is still completely invisible; it seems to be a hollowness that needs no fear, and it seems to be an extremely deep cover.

The soldiers were all sweating profusely.

Could it be that Prince Fernan really planned to kill Augusta? ...

At this time, Fernan suddenly looked back, seeing through everyone's thoughts, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "What do you think? Everyone is so scared."

Suddenly a guard ran out from Augusta's bedroom; he saluted the two leaders, looked strange, and reported something furtively.

"Astermello is here," Fernan repeated to everyone.

The soldiers were increasingly puzzled: As the knight commander and Prince Augusta's personal guard, it was not surprising that Astmelo was guarding Augusta's side.

"Go," Shursena ordered succinctly to his subordinates.

Fernan turned his head and glanced, and the soldiers immediately followed slowly.

When everyone was slandering Prince Fernan, Shulsena secretly showed an excited expression, but returned to normal after a moment.

What he wants will come soon.

Augusta, whose "scandalous affairs" were exposed, would be left out in the cold by the king, and Astmelo's life would never be easy.At this time, the two of them couldn't even protect themselves, so how could they take care of each other.If he used this to express his feelings to Astmelo, he might be able to directly hold him in his hands.

For the past ten years, he—Sulcena—has been friends and companions with Astmelo, but also a master and slave. The suppressed love in his heart can't be vented... When he finally made up his mind to reveal it, he found that he was more noble than himself. Many princes have "taken" Astor as their own.

He firmly believes that he understands Astmelo's innate self-esteem and seriousness better than anyone else.If he can completely destroy Augusta and show favor to Astor, he can slowly draw Astor's heart back to him.

However, desire blinded clear cognition; Shursena underestimated the degree of loyalty of the man he had a crush on, and overestimated the capital he used to cover up his malice. ...

When Fernand suddenly pushed open the door, the fox version of the future king's long and narrow eyes widened.

He said coldly: "Just now I heard the report that you were in danger, so that's exactly what happened."

Augusta, who had just sat up from the bed, was pale, his usual gentle and clear face showed anger, and his clear eyes were bloodshot.

"Brother, what do you mean by this? Is the reason for visiting my dormitory late at night to check on my night life?"

His voice was calm, and his usually polite tone brought obvious hostility; under Fernand's glance, the young man's bare, broad and shapely shoulders trembled slightly.During the moment of confrontation, Augusta even forced himself to put his clothes on his lover behind him calmly.

"...Take it as a misunderstanding about tonight, and I will not tell my father; but I am not the only one who witnessed this..." Fernan glanced over his younger brother's dejected face, "You can take care of yourself."

"I don't know what brother Wang's intentions are," Augusta said with difficulty, "but I have my own measure."

"That's good," Fernan sneered, and turned to go out; he immediately reprimanded the stunned soldiers surrounding the door, "What are you staring at? Go!"

Everyone was looking at each other in embarrassment just now, when they heard the sound, they suddenly dispersed, and everyone remained silent.It was completely unexpected that it would be such a development... He did not expect that His Royal Highness Prince Augusta and his childhood partner Astmelo—two young people who are deeply loved and respected by everyone—would have such a relationship.

Suddenly, the man sitting behind Augusta in the shadow of the bed curtain said hoarsely, "Senna... why are you here?"

"Lord Astor," Shursena's tone was indescribably complicated, "I just heard His Royal Highness Fernan say that... I was worried, so I brought the people here... After saying that, I bowed my head slightly, feeling Meaning of apologizing for one's own "faux pas"; with just the right amount of consternation at the same time.

For a while, no one spoke anymore, Fernan had already left with a group of soldiers, and Shulsena closed the door silently.

Before leaving, he took a deep look at the two people who were sitting on the bed and snuggling together, it was extremely glaring.

Astor held his forehead, while Augusta suppressed his anxiety, put his arms around the shoulders of his knight, and whispered something comforting.

"...don't worry, the two of us face this together...it's no big deal..."

Astor didn't answer.

How is it possible... no big deal.

His greatest fear for a long time came true; as if choked - nothing could come out.

The author has something to say: ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah I forgot to save this chapter after I finished writing it... I have to write it again ORZ lost a thousand words woc